Wednesday, February 04, 2009

22 years ago...

It was 22 years ago when I came home from eighth grade, entered through the front door and went straight upstairs. A voice from downstairs asked, "How was your day?" as I clunked my way up the stairs. I responded, "fine" as every eighth grader probably does, oblivious to the fact that this was not my mother's voice. After depositing my book bag in the corner of my bedroom, I came downstairs for a snack, only to find that the neighbor was there, Mom had gone to the hospital eight weeks early, and that I had a little sister, 3 pounds 14 ounces. Now, 22 years later, I still have a little sister, no longer 3 pounds 14 ounces, and I pay a little more attention to the voice that greets me as I enter the house, just in case.

Happy Birthday Kelly!

(Us from after Kelly's senior recital in early December ... where has the time gone?)